Still Falling for You [NH year 2020]

March - Fanfic/Fanart inspo

"Like you, he was the only survivor and to honor his family's memory, he kept his pillages going. It's like that we met him, right Yugito?" Fu smiled. "Unfortunately, each of his attacks were more and more brutal and more and more pirates wanted to leave him because they thought he was too bloodthirsty. It's like that we understood that he was still traumatised by what happened."

"When he saw what he had become, he freed all of the other crews from their engagements and he decided to withdraw to his island. Because we had nowhere to go and we didn't want to leave him alone, the eight of us followed him but despite us being here, he still is someone who hardly smile."

"Even when he allows us to sail again when the winds are calm, he isn't the great Kyubi anymore. He completely lost interest in everything he does."

Crossing her fingers against her knees, Hinata deeply felt sorry for the pirate. She knew the feeling of losing family. That's why she must go back home.

"And when will we be able to leave?" she asked, her stomach knotted.

"Well, we just arrived so if we are optimistics, we can say that in six months we go back on the Kurama but it has happened we have to wait longer."

Hinata's face became pale. She never had a luxury life but this small camp was worse than the situation she had back at Kumo. Her hammock wasn't comfortable, her clothes were itching and being able to wash just one time per week bothered her. More, she thought she was like a dead weight for the others who knew how to fight and knew all the corners of the island.

That's why, after having took her courage in both hands, she decided to go talk to Naruto, to give him her point of view but everytime she went to his cabin, he was dead drunk on his bed, noisily snoring.

Thus, day after day, despite the great mood at the camp, homesickness made her lost sleepiness, the lack of freedom made her morose and going round in circles on this island drove her crazy.

"This fucking island!" she screamed one morning towards the horizon.

Suddenly, a rustle behind her caught her attention and, jumping on her feet, she took the knife she used to cut wood for the fire. Usually, animals were never close to the beach but the crew advised her to always be armed to be able to wander as freely as she wanted to.

The only problem was that she never used a weapon in her entire life. So, without really thinking, she threw the knife which did several rotations before disappearing in the greenery. The noise stopped and Hinata took advantage of the opportunity to gather her things before running away. But, at the moment she was leaving, she recognised Naruto who stepped outside the forest. For once, he seemed sober.

"It was only you" she sighed, letting her shoulders relax.

However, her body tensed again when he came closer to her, frowning. Unexpectedly, he put his hat on top of the pile of wood she was carrying in her leaf basket and, catching her by surprise, she found her knife deep in the fabric.

"That's yours."

Panic dried Hinata's throat as she tried to swallow before looking up towards him to see he was, indeed, angry.

"I'm sor-"

"You damaged it, you fix it."

For a few seconds, she stayed still then, bravely, she cried out for him.

"I wanted to talk to you about-"

"You'll talk to me once you've done what I asked you to do."

And he continued to walk. That was the final straw. Hinata dropped her things which crashed on the floor, strode towards him and stopped before him. With her forefinger, she pounded his torso.

"I don't know what I did to you but I won't let you talk to me that way. I'm not in your crew so you don't give me orders. More, you keep me with you against my will and wind or not wind, I will not stay here. You're a pirate, right? Give me your price to bring me back home."

Breathless, she hid her shaking finger behind her without letting go of his gaze. They stayed still like this until he opened his mouth to say no to her offer. However, Hinata hadn't said her final word.

"Then, let us battle!"

At her words, she believed to have seen a playful look on his face and the dimly spark of curiosity back in his blue pupils. 

For now on, I'll stop calling them OS because I always wrote several parts per months haha